It’s almost June and the days of summer will soon be here. That means vacation time combined with sweltering hot weather.

Lazy days of summer can be a wonderful change in the family rhythm, but too much time trapped inside together, especially when your norm isn’t seemingly endless amounts of unstructured time together, well….

The transition can be a bit rough.

A lot of parents start off the season with fresh excitement and dreams of family vacations and laughter.

Sadly, within a few weeks, there are fights and complaints of “I’m bored” that leave all of the parental units longing for autumn and the structure of kids back in school.

In my house house, where school wasn’t a thing until the older started community college classes at 15 and the younger started charter school classes at 12, we've had more of an ever changing rhythm than a firm structure.

But still, with all the free time of summer combined with the oppressive heat found in a place that feels like the surface of the sun by July, well...

Tempers just seem to rise with the temperatures making it a home full of sweaty, snapperheads.

So, how can you happily cohabitate with your family at home all the time this summer without wanting to strangle each other on a daily basis?

For the best advice, I turned to people who are used to spending lots and lots of time together:

Homeschooling Families.

I posed the question to my local homeschooling group, and got a variety of great ideas on how to survive the summer months, and really any extended time you have with your pack.

Miciah who has 2 kids at home says “What helps our family is having a space for each person to call their own and everyone respecting the household basic rules.

She adds, “Sometimes reminders are good when life's circumstances have changed. Standard, sit down family talks are established so that when something is amiss, it can be dealt with before issues arise.”

Miciah’s family also takes advantage of “lots of outdoor fun, even if it's just sprinklers or kiddie pool in the yard. We keep reading happening too, reading outside on nice nights with kids.”

As a mother of 2 boys, Jessica finds that keeping them active is key.

“I kick them out of the house a lot and they fight much less.

We have a pool, so we're lucky to be able to spend 75% of the summer in water. On the flip-side, lots of physical fun means exhaustion, so we also have rest time.”

The family also continues homeschooling during the summer, so just like the adults, the kids in the family still have work to do.

“Honestly, the heat and how often we go camping is the only thing that really changes during the summer. I love that about this lifestyle!”

Josie has 4 boys and will admit, “Life is crazy!”

She recommends avoiding hangry children (or parents) while also shunning a hot kitchen by planning easy meals.

“Think cheese sticks, salami, and fruit for lunch or snacks. Pasta salads and BBQ for dinner.”

She adds, “Sometimes kids get picky in the summer because it's too hot to eat heavy and hot meals. I find it makes everyone's lives easier if we keep it simple.”

Her family takes advantage of the local library and it’s amazing summer reading program, noting “We can easily kill several hours there.”

They’ve also found it worthwhile to invest in a family pass to the local aquatic center, going regularly in the hottest, and often crankiest, time of the day.

While they enjoy having fun things to do, she tries to avoid too many set activities or organized sports that create a rigid schedule.

“Summer is a time of relaxing, not rushing from one hot practice to another.”

Josie added, “One day our kids won't be able to enjoy summer anymore. Let them now. Go find a creek away from the hustle of life and just chill. Explore. Let them be kids. I guarantee they will have way more fun.

Diana has a whopping 11 kids. Yes, you read that right.

The oldest few are out of the house, but there are still a whole lotta little people running around her home, and lemme tell you~ she rocks it.

One of her top tools? Meal planning. “Let them help do that. Then, they are more invested in your day at home.”

Another thing she didn’t mention, but you can tell within 5 minutes of being around her people~ they like each other. They spend time together, working and playing and they kind of have it down.

And... I’m not really sure how she does it but they somehow manage to have less clutter than we had in a house with just 3 teens.

They keep it simple. Anyway~ getting off topic here, but I really think the lack of stuff under foot helps keep people more relaxed. (It’s a theory anyway~ I haven’t tried it myself…)

Amy has her boys do a list of chores every morning in the summer before they can go on electronics.

Naphtali also advises limiting screen time. “The more time my kids spend watching movies and playing videos games the more they fight and bicker!”

Kristi agrees. “When our TV was broken, within 2 days my son said it was the best thing that ever happened.”

They get along much better when they don't have screen time - although they don't want to say it because they like it.”

She adds, “When I take it away totally, they'll fight more the next day, and then turn to playing by the second day. It also makes a difference what shows they are watching....

Me limiting my time on technology and being present with them is another key component.”

I definitely agree with everyone on finding balance with screens. I’ve seen them increase short attention spans and dissatisfaction (not just in kids~ in myself as well!)

I know as a parent, it’s easy to be judgy about kids and their devices, but I’m just as guilty and actually put restrictive controls on my own phone so I can’t “accidentally” waste time mindlessly scrolling.

Kristi also asked her 6 year old what helps her get along with her brother better and she said, "Eating healthy food”.

Wise words from that young lady! Kristi notes “It’s so true and not even what I was going to write, but it's key. My kids do much better on whole foods and no sugar.”

The food theme has come up so many times, and we all know it’s not a coincidence. Food really can make a difference~ especially good food.

Her daughter also mentioned the importance of quality time, and Kristi encouraged learning about the 5 Love Languages so that you can know and speak to each other in ways that are most likely to be heard.

“We have to be intentional with it, making sure everyone feels loved.”

Kristi concluded her family gets along better when they have time out in nature and play dates with friends and notes. “When there are times of conflict, one thing we do to shift the atmosphere is play music.”

Mikki, who has one grown and one nearly grown girl recalls the importance of teaching her kids to get along, rather than just trying to find ways to keep them apart.

“I always told them that "a house divided will fall" and since there are only 4 in our family, if 2 are in conflict that's half the house!

We each took turns choosing an activity per week. We may not always like the choice of the other person, but that's part of the lesson as well.

Since her family liked to read, having good reading material helped, along with good family friendly movies to watch.

“I can say that the time I took with them in their younger years has truly helped them be life-long friends.”

And that’s what we’d probably all like to hope for with our families~ that even when they are grown and we don’t have to live together, we still like each other enough to want to hang out together.

I hope this has given you some good ideas to get through summer. Who knows, maybe you’ll like it so much, you won’t want to send them back to school in August?

As I crammed what I hoped were the last of my things into my car to hit the road with my family, my kids waited~ semi patient, and refraining from rolling eyes and sighing.

They'd already loaded their stuff and were ready for whatever was ahead in our journey.

As per usual, that started with waiting for me.

This scene has played out a million times with my pack, and in every one of them, I realize just how grateful I am to have adventurous offspring.

They can pack their bags, deal with whatever they forgot to bring, and roll with the unexpected, whether it’s food choices or places to sleep.

Of course at their ages, I’d seriously question my parenting if I still needed to pack their bags or they threw fits about not liking what was for lunch.

What I’m actually happy about here is not just that they're competent, but that they’re also curious and open to learning from whatever new and different things they experience along the journey.

They’re ready to check out the world.

They are explorers.

To me, having children who know how to travel was definitely one of the most important lessons from our homeschooling years. I actually think it’s up there with reading as a basic part of a well rounded education.

Of course, I think reading is really, really, REALLY important, and I’m not diminishing it at all, or suggesting any kind of "We don't need no fancy book learnin" mentality.

Obviously, reading is fundamental and a basic understanding of how to do it is pretty well required to get by in modern American society. I love books and we've read a bazillion of them as a family, okay?

The thing is, that not everyone is going to actually enjoy reading, nor will everyone be particularly skilled with it. Still, we make (or encourage, depending on your school of thought) kids learn to read because we know they will benefit throughout their lives.

Hopefully, the lessons will be fun, but either way, we know it will come in handy and we focus on helping them figure it out.

The more important we think something is, the more we work to incorporate it into our lives, and as a culture, we seem to have deemed reading as pretty important.

That said, to me, knowing how to travel is pretty important too.

I guess I should specify, I mean that learning how to travel without being a whiner, complaining, self absorbed butthead or high maintenance joy sucker is what I think is really important.

In any case, the lessons that come with travel are life changing~ and you really can't get them any other way.

Like reading, travel can open doors and show you new things. It’s an incomparable hands-on way to get an education that you could never get from the pages of a book, or a movie or even the interweb.

I've learned a lot through all of those other mediums as well, and so have my kids.

But, whenever possible, actually doing something beats reading or watching or listening to what someone else says and does any day.

Travel gives us first hand experiences with different world views and new ways of doing things. Whether it be food or language or just what’s outside your window, things look different when you leave your space that you already know.

It gives you practice in doing things that can be a little uncomfortable or are maybe even a little scary (not legitimately scary where you need to trust your gut, but the kind of scary that keeps you from growing)

Often people associate travel with resorts or cruise ships, and immediately find reasons why they “can’t”~ often involving money.

Yes, adventure can certainly be pricey, but it really doesn’t have to be at all.

I’ve been a seriously low budget traveler for most of my life and when I chose to make homeschooling my primary gig for a decade, and putting money schemes on the back burner to simmer in small quantities, well...that didn’t exactly put my family and I in the First Class section of any airplanes.

But I loved homeschooling and the time learning with my kids was worth more to me than the money I could have made.

Thanks to my own mom, I learned at a young age how to hustle with whatever money I did have and make it work towards the kinds of experiences and things I've wanted in my life.

I certainly wasn’t going to give up adventuring just because my income was in the minuscule range.

So instead of pricey tourist traps, I watched TravelZoo for hotel bargains~ or more often, we just used a tent or slept on couches of friends and relatives.

That practice alone helped my kids so much with flexibility and going with the flow.

Sometimes it rains and your tent leaks, or you drive a few hours and the campground is closed. Sometimes your friend has a smelly dog that drools next to you on the couch or they get up crazy early, clanking dishes and talking loudly.

Sometimes you have to make a whole new plan b on the fly, and sometimes you just laugh and laugh about the absurd situation you’re in.

Sometimes, your adventures make you more grateful than ever for your home life.

In any case, you learn to roll with things.

When you’re not at home, you kind of have to learn to be open to new food and be ok with the fact that not everyone makes dishes the same way your mom does.

You learn that some things taste better than they look, and some don’t, and you learn that because you actually tried them.

Eating foods that you’re not used to helps you realize that it’s not that big of a deal if what’s on the menu isn’t your favorite, because you’re probably going to eat again in a few hours.

You learn to consider other people and appreciate what they offer and realize that you really don’t need to complain about what’s different because it’s not always about you.

You also learn that bringing plenty of your own snacks is a good idea.

Self reliance, gratitude, empathy and acceptance are all a built in part of the curriculum.

And then there’s the ability to find entertainment for oneself. A lot of people seem to think that if they don’t have the extra cash to buy everyone tickets to Disneyland, they might as well just stay home and watch Netflix.

I find that sad and untrue.

In almost every place we’ve lived or visited, there have usually been all kinds of things to check out and do for free or on the cheap.

You just have to do a little research, which is absurdly easy in this day and age and most importantly~ be open.

Check out Atlas Obscura or just Google “Free fun with Kids” and whatever city and time frame and viola~ just like magic you’ll come up with things you never knew existed.

Just like everything else in life, some of these things are cheezy and some are awesome~ and many are a mixture of both.

I never found it all that hard to find something interesting for us to check out, and my kids seem to have gotten the idea that all kinds of things in life and the world have potential to hold some interest~ not just their current passions or the latest fad or the most expensive theme parks that are advertised all over.

What I love about this is that they are open, and much more likely to say “sure” when it comes to trying something different than to just write it off as a no because it’s unfamiliar.

They don’t necessarily have the same love for all the same things I do, and they may want to spend more or less time in a place than me, but they're open to learning, and that’s huge.

There are times when you really want to do the popular touristy things that come with the hefty price tag, and that’s where you have to learn to be creative.

We got Disneyland passes for our whole family by volunteering to help at a local soup kitchen. We used the reciprocal privileges from our membership to the local science museum to visit tons of museums in other towns~ some for an hour and some for a day, but all for free.

Most of the touristy things we did were off season and on sale. That was another of my favorite perks of homeschooling was the freedom from a school calendar and the flexibility to go places off season when the crowds were gone.

I miss that so much now that they are taking college classes!

In their younger years, distance travel was harder, but when we could, we went for it, visiting my father in Costa Rica (thanks Dad!) and family and friends in neighboring states.

Much more often, we just took frequent little day trips to explore what was closest by, and hopefully free or cheap~

the kind of thing that most people can pull off if they actually want to.

Instead of buying fast food or Starbucks, I would put the money in my gas tank and pack a basket of snacks and we would hit the road to explore our own backyard.

The main thing was they went places and they saw things and did things and got used to the idea that it’s a big, beautiful and most of all, a wildly different world.

And with an open mind and some creative planning, there’s a whole lot to see, even without much cash.

It's been noted that traveling with kids can be a bit of a pain in the arse. This can be true, and helping them learn can be a lot of work for you.

But really~ life with kids can be a pain in the arse. Teaching them to do chores or wipe their own butts can also be a lotta work, but if they never learn, it's not going to get any easier.

You've just gotta figure out how to do what's important to you in the big picture, and point towards the easiest and most fun ways to make it happen.

If you're at all a wanderer or have a nomadic spirit, and you tether yourself down because it might be "hard to take your kids"~ well, you're gonna miss out on a lotta fun memories and you might end up bitter and resentful, which nobody wants.

These days, not all of my trips are with my kids, and I’m not along for all of their travels anymore either. They are bigger and have ideas and adventures of their own, which are really exciting for a parent to watch.

The skills of planning ahead and being flexible were planted as seeds when they were tiny, and have been nurtured their whole lives, and I can see them paying off now.

Each time any of us heads out, whether together or separately, I count my blessings, knowing that we’re all explorers at heart, and we know how to find our adventures.

Just like reading, not everyone will end up loving to travel, but knowing HOW to do it will sure come in handy.

Let us know what creative adventures you're planning with your family this summer in the comments below.

Back in my bed by myself after a breakfast that was not only made by my offspring, but actually looked AND tasted good, I enjoyed the luxury of thinking in silence.

Change is on the wind. ​As I was sipping coffee that wasn't even reheated but still hot and fresh (a miracle of sorts) I pondered the realization that this will likely be the last Mother's Day like this.

The time when I have humans I created under my roof whom I'm responsible for is coming to a close​.

At some point soon, the only person I’ll have to provide food and shelter for is myself. (Yes, even when the kids all move, I'll still have 2 dogs, a cat, 6 chickens, 3 fish and my SweetHeart living here, but that’s different. He's a grown arse man and my Partner who pulls his own share, which is a whole different ballgame than kids~ and the rest are not humans, so they can only complain in barks, clucks, meows and the occasional destroyed personal property. Again, nothing like children...)

Our brood will soon be flying the coop and out into the world.

It's a strange place of transition that I'm not quite sure what to make of.

There's this vision I've seen (both in real life and popular media) where mother's at my stage of the game are mourning and lamenting the soon to be empty nest as though somehow all meaning is leaving life with the college bound kids.

The thing is... I'm not really feeling that way.

At all.

There are also the parents who are just done and can't wait for their kids to leave~ whether they are 17 and full of hormonal angst or 26 and playing video games in the basement.

I'm definitely not feeling that way either.

This place that I'm at feels a bit more complicated than that.

Thankfully, I still enjoy having them here. And I also know they’re almost ready to go.

I definitely have some nerves along with the occasional doomsday, “I’ll tell you what could possibly go wrong” type of what ifs running through my head (and sometimes out of my mouth.)

There are also the times of nostalgia for days past, when they were smaller and life seemed somehow simpler.

There are times when I panic that I still have so much I want to share with them that I go on a speed-talking caffeinated rant about tips on adulting until their eyes glaze over and they run into another room to “do math homework” rather than hear anymore.

And there are times when I know that there are things they’ll just have to figure out on their own, no matter how much I want to help.

But mostly, I feel.... Content.

I’m a little surprised that I’m not feeling like I need to stop the clock or wishing I could go back or even jump ahead.

I don’t know if all the self help, make-yourself-all-zen-like books I’ve read have finally kicked in or what, but for the most part, I’m at peace.

More than that, I’m actually really happy with where we’re all at.

And mostly, I just want to enjoy what’s left.

There’s definitely a jumble of emotions~ but overall, I feel like I did my job of helping them become self reliant adults~

AND the best part is that they turned out to be pretty awesome and extremely competent people who I actually really like hanging around.

They're also people who are ready to go and do their own things in the world, and from what I can see, I feel like their odds of soaring high are really strong.

After spending so many years with my kids~ funschooling, finding opportunities for creativity and expression, to connect with animals and people of all ages, to delve deep into interests, to travel and explore, to be immersed in nature and exposed to all kinds of culures, to make food and grow plants and care for creatures both very young and very old, to witness first hand the circle of life, I feel like they had a great foundation~ At least it was the best one I could give them.

They've been full sized people for some time, but now they're adults in the legal sense as well, and they're on their way to go do their own things.

Some things they want to do sound like great ideas that I can fully understand and enthusiastically support.

Other schemes they come up with make my eyeballs pop out of my head, and are really, really hard not to freak out about (I may actually fail that part…)

But in the end, I know that they're smart and competent.

They won't just be fine~ they'll be awesome.

And my life won't be over or empty when they go.

It will be awesome too.

I'm a little nervous for them and a whole lot excited for all of us.

And I’ll always be amazed that I've made these awesome human beings.

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Back in my bed by myself after a breakfast that was not only made by my offspring, but actually looked AND tasted good, I enjoyed the luxury of thinking in silence.

Change is on the wind. ​As I was sipping coffee that wasn't even reheated but still hot and fresh (a miracle of sorts) I pondered the realization that this will likely be the last Mother's Day like this.

The time when I have humans I created under my roof whom I'm responsible for is coming to a close​.

At some point soon, the only person I’ll have to provide food and shelter for is myself. (Yes, even when the kids all move, I'll still have 2 dogs, a cat, 6 chickens, 3 fish and my SweetHeart living here, but that’s different. He's a grown arse man and my Partner who pulls his own share, which is a whole different ballgame than kids~ and the rest are not humans, so they can only complain in barks, clucks, meows and the occasional destroyed personal property. Again, nothing like children...)

Our brood will soon be flying the coop and out into the world.

It's a strange place of transition that I'm not quite sure what to make of.

There's this vision I've seen (both in real life and popular media) where mother's at my stage of the game are mourning and lamenting the soon to be empty nest as though somehow all meaning is leaving life with the college bound kids.

The thing is... I'm not really feeling that way.

At all.

There are also the parents who are just done and can't wait for their kids to leave~ whether they are 17 and full of hormonal angst or 26 and playing video games in the basement.

I'm definitely not feeling that way either.

This place that I'm at feels a bit more complicated than that.

Thankfully, I still enjoy having them here. And I also know they’re almost ready to go.

I definitely have some nerves along with the occasional doomsday, “I’ll tell you what could possibly go wrong” type of what ifs running through my head (and sometimes out of my mouth.)

There are also the times of nostalgia for days past, when they were smaller and life seemed somehow simpler.

There are times when I panic that I still have so much I want to share with them that I go on a speed-talking caffeinated rant full of helpful tips on adulting until their eyes glaze over and they run into another room to “do math homework” rather than hear any more.

And there are times when I know that some things they’ll just have to figure out on their own, no matter how much I want to help.

But mostly, I feel.... Content.

I’m a little surprised that I’m not feeling like I need to stop the clock or wishing I could go back or even jump ahead.

I don’t know if all the self help, make-yourself-all-zen-like books I’ve read have finally kicked in or what, but for the most part, I’m at peace.

More than that, I’m actually really happy with where we’re all at.

And mostly, I just want to enjoy what’s left.

There’s definitely a jumble of emotions~ but overall, I feel like I did my job of helping them become self reliant adults~

AND the best part is that they turned out to be pretty awesome and extremely competent people who I actually really like hanging around.

They're also people who are ready to go and do their own things in the world, and from what I can see, I feel like their odds of soaring high are really strong.

After spending so many years with my kids~ funschooling, finding opportunities for creativity and expression, to connect with animals and people of all ages, to delve deep into interests, to travel and explore, to be immersed in nature and exposed to all kinds of culures, to make food and grow plants and care for creatures both very young and very old, to witness first hand the circle of life, I feel like they had a great foundation~

At least it was the best one I could give them.

They've been full sized people for some time, but now they're adults in the legal sense as well, and they're on their way to go do their own things.

Some things they want to do sound like great ideas that I can fully understand and enthusiastically support.

Other schemes they come up with make my eyeballs pop out of my head, and are really, really hard not to freak out about (I may actually fail that part…)

But in the end, I know that they're smart and competent.

They won't just be fine~ they'll be awesome.

And my life won't be over or empty when they go.

​It will be awesome too.

I'm a little nervous for them and a whole lot excited for all of us.

And I’ll always be amazed that I've made these awesome human beings.

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And I’m while proud, there’s more to why I think it’s important to talk about.

I have people on all sides of my family who’ve struggled with alcohol or other substances. Most of them handle occasional drinking just fine, but for some, it just doesn’t work out.

And no matter how hard they try, it just doesn’t end up well.

And my kids inherit that background from both my side and their dads’.

Besides family, we’ve seen neighbors and friends, people we care about as well as just plenty of people walking down or laying on the streets who clearly have crossed the line between use and abuse.

So, addiction is something that’s always right on the edge of my line of sight. I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about, and talking with my kids about it, because if the current scientific theories are accurate, the tendency towards addiction is in our DNA.

Knowing that the line could become fuzzy for any of us is an important thing to realize.

None of us is immune, and some of us might be a bit more prone to problems, especially if we don’t pay attention.

So, I try to pay attention~ to watch myself, that is~ to be aware of not only how much I’m consuming and how often, but also the why behind it.

The thing is, I enjoy almost everything about having a glass of wine or a margarita with friends.

It’s tasty and relaxing and I like it.

But when times are tough, I don’t want to rely on drinking to be the thing I look forward to to help me chill. And I certainly don’t want to need it.

So, I pay attention~

I think about what my motive is, about how I feel if and when I drink and to how I feel if and when I don’t.

It’s not a guarantee, of course, and many people are skilled at deluding themselves into thinking they’re fine when they’re not.

But I’m also of the opinion that paying attention is a lot smarter than just blindly acting like you’re invincible or being so paranoid that you live in fear.

Some days are better than other days of course, and I think it’s good to set some extra limits sometimes, like I did with Lent.

And because the timing turned out to be so freaking difficult, I feel good knowing that I managed some of the hardest stuff of my life without resorting to any sort of self medicating~ not even a glass of wine.

It was important too, because I really needed to be present and aware and making lots of decisions and coming up with plans and taking ridiculous amounts of action on entirely unpleasant things.

It would have been nice to have a margarita, but I didn’t. Not until Easter at least, and then, I enjoyed a glass that I had earned times ten at least.

I think I enjoyed it more knowing that I didn’t need it, but that I chose it.

My Lenten Experiment was good for my peace of mind, and probably my liver too.

And I’m hoping it was good for my kids to see, hear and talk about~ for them to know that if they choose to drink when they come of age, it’s a choice, but it should be an informed one~ that paying attention matters and that knowing your limits is priceless.

My own mom took the approach of removing all traces of alcohol from the home before we became teens, taking the sudden stance that alcohol was BAD.

She warned us that if we tried drinking, we might think we were having fun, but we really weren’t.

This just made my sarcastic teenage self question whether that mattered, because as long as a person thought they were having fun, wasn’t that the point?

She also resorted to hysterically screaming that smoking pot will make you jump off a building. Not that it might, or that it possibly happened one time ever in the history of the world~ but that it WOULD HAPPEN~ as in an undeniable fact.

Well, it didn’t happen~ at least not to anyone I could see in real life.

I know she meant well with these tactics, but they were so extreme I really kind of lost any belief in any of what was being said on the subject. And that didn't really help me.

So, I wanted with my own kids to have dialogue, to point out risks and possibilities, to guide them towards thinking for themselves.

Years ago, I knew a smart young lady who had gone abroad for a year and while away, she found parties and boys and other things that can be both alluring and troublesome. When I asked about her various experiences, she said one of the wisest things I’ve ever heard in regards to the subject of alcohol.

She told me, “You know, the second time I tried drinking, I realized that it’s a lot more fun to catch a buzz that to get sh*#faced and puke.”

Bless her brilliant young heart. At 18, she had figured out what takes many people YEARS if not an entire lifetime to realize.

The drunken homeless person passed out in the alley probably didn’t start out in life thinking that was gonna be their fate. They probably had goals and dreams and people they loved, but somehow they lost it.

It could happen to anyone and if addiction is in your family tree, it’s even more likely that it could happen to you. No one is invincible.

So, I hope my kids will pay attention too. I hope that as they come of age, the conversations and the observations we’ve been having for years will help them think and be aware, to be careful and as I tell them with pretty much everything, to make good choices.

Lemme know in the comments below how you handle talking about intoxicants with your offspring, and if they’re grown, how it worked out.

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